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Inception

So here's basically what sums up my Sunway getaway:

- Sleeping late
- And with that, of course waking up around noon almost everyday
- Playing Monopoly Deal till late nights/early mornings
- Social networking - And by this, knowing Kiki's circle of friends in Sunway, thank you for making my stay awesomest! (: Kiki has awesome housemates and her roommate from Sabah is hilariously expressive!
- How I Met Your Mother marathon. In need to finish up Season 5 before the semester starts!
- Karaoke with an unbelievable, cheap cost of 5 Sg bucks somewhere in Sunway Pyramid. It's not even those shady-looking karaokes, it's actually better than decent. Zomg, why is karaoke in Singapore so bloody expensive?!
- Had the best of both worlds of food. Hands down, nothing can ever beat hawker centre food with sumptuous home-cooked meals. It makes me feel closer to home. And for what felt like the longest time ever, I finally taste the best Nasi Padang with awesome belachan! Everything for 5 ringz!
- Movies!
- Did a fair bit of shopping
- Just glorious glorious food!

So I would call it a getaway rather than a holiday. Life was slow-paced there. And I totally needed it.

Anyway, the talk of the town as of late hands down would be INCEPTION! Every meet-ups I've had so far involved the whole hype of this mind-blowing movie. And we'd just delve into a heated discussion about the possible interpretations of the ending. And so I found this! Useful, ey?

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